Old Friends

Every so often an email pops into my inbox, from Steve Paul Simms. It always gives me a feeling of delight to see it there. Steve Paul is a talented singer/songwriter from Toronto. But he is so much more than that, in my humble opinion. He is the best kind of friend. He is himself,… Continue reading Old Friends

Snow At The Little House In The City

Saturday, April 20, 2013 Yesterday afternoon the firewood for next winter was delivered. We bought 12 cords, which will be just enough if we get a severe winter. The truck backed in closer to the woodshed this time around, so it will be a shorter trip to move the wood for stacking. The grass was… Continue reading Snow At The Little House In The City

Open Windows

A Robin from Forty Feet Thunder booms, lightning flashes, rain pours from the sky, the metal roof hums in the falling rain. We are experiencing our first thunder storm of the season! I think of Attila working out of doors, and I shiver. The snow is very patchy, but still very deep in spots. Yesterday… Continue reading Open Windows

At Peace

This morning a small flock of geese flew north over the horizon. The sun rose in the west. The air is glass still. White streaks still linger. The frost sparkled. Birds flew. Yes. This morning the whole day stretched out ahead of me in a long winding path. I followed it. My wanderings on this… Continue reading At Peace